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Chapter 207 Father, Your Majesty, I Request You to Abdicate 22



Chapter 207 Father, Your Majesty, I Request You to Abdicate 22

Su Qin yawned sleepily, his movements were a bit vulgar and indecent, but he didn't care.

From afar, one could see the bright red sedan chair slowly approaching the Jianzhang Palace.

He immediately perked up, and ran out as quickly as an agile hare, standing steadily at the bottom of the steps in front of the palace gate, waiting quietly.

Not long after, the curtain of the sedan chair was gently lifted by Meiruo, and a slender white hand stretched out, and then Jiuli, wearing a black and gold narrow-sleeved suit, came out of the sedan chair.

"Princess, His Majesty and Prince Jing are discussing state affairs in the palace at the moment. Please wait here for a moment." Su Qin bowed slightly and said earnestly.

However, these words sounded ordinary, yet seemed to conceal some deep meaning.

Jiuli nodded in understanding, holding a booklet tightly in one hand and waving a round fan leisurely in the other. She wondered in her heart, could they discuss for several days?

Su Qin spoke again, "Please be patient, Princess."

Then he turned around and told the eunuchs around him to move an exquisite carved chair to the corridor under the Jianzhang Palace, and specially ordered someone to bring a plate of chilled watermelon and various seasonal fresh fruits for the princess to cool off and quench her thirst.

Jiuli saw this and a barely perceptible smile appeared on her lips. As expected of a man who was used by her cheap father, he was quite capable of doing things. No wonder he could overwhelm the eunuchs under him.

"King Jing?" Jiuli murmured, then slowly sat down on the chair. She reached out her hand, picked up a piece of bright red and juicy watermelon, and then gave Meiruo a meaningful look.

Meiruo understood what he meant. She looked around carefully to make sure there was no one around.

He leaned down close to Jiuli's ear and whispered, "According to what Shiwu and the others said, King Jing is very likely to be a trusted and important minister of your majesty. This person is very scheming and cunning, and even the servants in his house are some unknown people.

However, these people all have one thing in common—they are extremely strong and loyal with almost no weaknesses.”

Meiruo paused and continued, "Moreover, the Jingwang Mansion is heavily guarded, and it is not easy to sneak in. Almost all the spies we sent out before never returned..."

Hearing this, Jiuli suddenly understood that the accidental encounter with him last time was not a coincidence. Perhaps all this was carefully planned and arranged by her cunning father? !

At this moment, the atmosphere in Jianzhang Palace was extremely solemn and depressing. Emperor Cheng'an and Prince Jing were sitting face to face, both of them looked solemn and silent.

They each had a thick stack of sealed letters in their hands, which seemed to carry endless secrets and conspiracies. The whole palace was filled with a tense and mysterious atmosphere, which made people feel awe.

"Did Lin'an say what it was about?" Emperor Cheng'an didn't even raise his eyelids, and quickly flipped through the secret letter in his hand, as if the words would drill into his mind.

"Your Majesty, His Highness did not mention any specific matters, but I believe there is something important to report." Su Qin's eyes quickly swept over King Jing, who was laughing and pretending to be perfect.

"Yes." Emperor Cheng'an responded softly, and then turned his gaze to King Jing, "You will continue to be responsible for monitoring these people. If anyone dares to jump out of the water, kill them without mercy, leaving no one alive. This mission is given to you, and you must complete it."

"Yes!" King Jing bowed and spoke with great confidence.

"As for that vicious woman, I'll leave it to you to deal with. Remember, don't let her die easily." After a long silence, Emperor Cheng'an spoke again, his tone cold and ruthless.

"I understand." A hint of murderous intent flashed in King Jing's eyes.

After saying this, Emperor Cheng'an waved his hand, signaling to keep the secret letter. Then he shouted to the outside of the door: "Send Lin'an to see the emperor."

At this time, Jiuli, who was sitting under the corridor, was enjoying two pieces of iced watermelon while leisurely peeling an orange.

Meiruo stood beside her, gently waving a fan, bringing a hint of cool breeze to her.

"Your Highness, the Emperor invites you." A eunuch, only twelve or thirteen years old, came out to convey the order.

His eyes involuntarily drifted to the plate of neatly arranged, attractively colored fresh fruits, but he quickly retracted his gaze and stood respectfully.

Jiuli slowly stood up and walked into the room with Meiruo. As soon as she entered the room, she saw Emperor Cheng'an and Prince Jing sitting on both sides of the chessboard, on which the chess pieces had already been placed.

The two men looked solemn, as if they were in deep thought, with a cup of fragrant mint drink placed beside them.

"My son greets his father." Jiuli bent his knees casually as a sign of greeting, then walked forward and stood beside the two of them.

Emperor Cheng'an looked up and glanced at him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He held a white piece in his hand and continued to concentrate on playing chess. At the same time, he asked casually, "What are you doing here this time?"

"Of course I have something important to tell you. Can't I come and see my father when I have nothing else to do?" He moved closer to look at the chessboard.

"Uncle King Jing is also here!" He looked at the figure who was sitting quietly beside him with almost no sense of presence.

King Jing smiled and nodded as a greeting.

"Lin'an, this is the mint drink that Su Qin just brought back from the Shangshen Bureau. It is a new drink made recently. Please try it and see how it tastes." King Jing spoke gently with a relaxed look on his face.

His eyes fell intentionally or unintentionally on the book that Jiuli was holding tightly in her hand.

"Father, really, is not as caring about me as Uncle Jing. I brought you something good." After saying that, Jiuli sat down steadily on the embroidered stool handed to her by Su Qin.

"You little heartless boy, he is just offering gifts to Buddha, and he is using my Shangshen Bureau, isn't he?" Emperor Cheng'an said with a smile, "What good things did you bring for father? Tell me clearly first."

King Jing lowered his head to hide the smile on his lips. In his heart, he had a higher opinion of His Highness Lin'an. He must be very capable to be so favored by his brother. If the crown prince had not been decided long ago, who would win? ! But it's not until the end, haha.

"Look, it says here that saltpeter is used to make ice. If that's true, countless silver dollars will flow into the national treasury. It's a win-win situation. Isn't this a good thing?"

After that, Jiuli placed the book next to the chessboard.

King Jing's eyes lit up. Making ice? Most of the ice nowadays is dug in winter and stored in ice storage. If it can be controlled, it will be a mountain of gold and silver.

"Has Lin'an ever tried it?" Emperor Cheng'an frowned. Could this strange thing be true? He remained skeptical.

"Dad, just try it and you'll know. There's nothing to lose, right?" You have to see it with your own eyes to believe it, right?

"Su Qin, go and take some people to try." Emperor Cheng'an threw the booklet in his hand to Su Qin, seemingly unconcerned.

“Yes.” Su Qin bowed and saluted, feeling ecstatic. If it was true, then wouldn’t he be the first person to witness it? ? ?

"Lin'an, someone in the court has impeached you for allowing your slaves to commit crimes and for letting horses hurt people on the streets," he said as he took out a memorial from the side.

"My child has been very well behaved recently and has not even left Wuyou Palace. How could it be possible that I did it?" Jiuli said this while taking the memorial without any reservation.

Hiding the shock in his eyes, King Jing felt that his guess was not bold enough. What on earth was his royal brother doing?


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